"Damn it, don't you have eyes?"
I saw a car rushing forward and knocking Yang Feiyun to the ground. It turned out that he had just counted with his fingers and calculated that he would have a bloody disaster, but he didn't know what it would be.
I thought I was meddling in other people's business and was scratched by the thief when I was trying to catch the thief who stole the money. When I saw the thief was caught, I felt relieved.
So Yang Feiyun wanted to go forward and take a look, to see if the thief had a knife in his hand, or anything else that could cause him bloodshed
Unexpectedly, I took two steps forward and just walked out of the store, I was hit by a car.
His head hit the ground with a bang. Fortunately, he had practiced well and had a different physique from ordinary people, so he only bleed a little.
Bleeding means a bloody disaster!
Yang Feiyun lay on the ground with a bitter smile. He slowly stood up from the ground and shook his head helplessly, "The fortune teller never tells his own fortune. Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. It is difficult to change the destiny."
He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that a car would suddenly come on the street.
this…
When the onlookers saw that Yang Feiyun's words came true instantly, they were instantly in an uproar and their expressions became much more flattering.
This is a true master.
A real fortune teller.
He is very accurate in his predictions, much better than those who often deceive people. He speaks directly and his words come true.
The car that hit Yang Feiyun had already stalled and was shaking. A woman's head stuck out of the front window, cursing at Yang Feiyun.
It turned out to be an old acquaintance of Russell, Zhong Jun, the head of the Seven Sisters Hall who was playing tricks in the villa.
She looked flustered at this moment, as if she had done something wrong, and even the car was shaking.
"Go, go!"
Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he wanted to drive the car away by force, but it was too late. How could he run away after hitting someone
The crowd rushed forward and immediately surrounded the car tightly. The door loosened at some point and a man rolled down from it.
It was Zeng family’s grandson, Zeng Cheng!
The unlucky guy who was carrying the blood curse of three lifetimes and begging on the street for more than twenty years.
After so much difficulty in reincarnation, I ended up like this. I don’t know how much suffering I have endured in this life.
Russell sighed at the power of fate. According to the original destiny, Zhong Jun would compete with Uncle Jiu to prove each other's superiority in Taoism.
The object of proof of the Taoist magic is Zeng Cheng, the grandson of the Zeng family who has been cursed for three generations.
Zhong Jun is a man who plays tricks on others. He doesn't know Uncle Jiu's Taoist magic at all, and he can't understand the cause of Zeng Cheng's illness.
But for the sake of face and to maintain her reputation as a mysterious person, she actually used all kinds of messy means.
First, Zeng Cheng was tied up and hung upside down, under the pretext of causing his blood to flow backwards. If the blood flows forward, he is a fool, but if it flows backwards, he will become a smart man.
Then, he randomly used silver needles to prick the acupoints on the top of the head. He had no idea about acupuncture, so he just kept poking the acupoints one by one, hoping that a blind cat would catch a dead mouse.
How many acupuncture points are there on the top of the head? How many needles should be inserted
Zeng Cheng was also asked to drink talisman water. The yellow talisman was made of cinnabar. As for what spell was written on it, Zhong Jun didn't know.
She is playing tricks, how could she know everything? Just drink it anyway, what if it works
Fortunately, Zeng Cheng was lucky enough to be alive. I don’t know if it was because he had eaten so much food at so many different houses, but after taking a mouthful of cinnabar, he did not die. He kept vomiting, but he finally survived.
Finally, the women in the Seven Sisters Hall decided that Zeng Cheng was mentally confused and needed treatment.
But the brain is something that is not suitable for humans to see, so we must think of a way.
So a woman slapped her head and immediately thought of an idea. As the saying goes, the fingers are connected to the heart. If you pinch your fingers and it hurts, maybe the illness will be cured.
As a result, Zeng Cheng screamed in pain, tears kept flowing, and his fingers were almost pinched off, but this group of women still refused to stop.
Zhong Jun even picked up a wooden stick and kept hitting Zeng Cheng's head with it, trying to wake him up. Only in this way could he keep his reputation of playing tricks on others and be arrogant in front of Uncle Jiu.
Zeng Cheng was tortured to the point of passing out, and was eventually taken to a foreigner’s place, where they used a set of electric shock equipment to continuously deliver electricity directly to his brain. They didn’t treat him as a human being at all.
Although these things have not happened yet, seeing these women driving a car and trying to take Zeng Cheng away, it is estimated that it is about to happen.
He wanted to cure Zeng Cheng's illness to make up for the lost reputation of the Seven Sisters Hall.
After all, three generations had become idiots, and such things had long been made into stories, being spread in the streets and alleys, passed down from the elderly to children, and from children to children, and had become the memory of several generations.
Who doesn't know? Who doesn't know
If he could be cured, the business of Seven Sisters Hall would probably boom immediately!
Business is booming, that’s all money!
Russell looked at the woman in the car. She was not panicked but calm. She shouted loudly, "Get out of the way, get out of the way. We are all for Zeng Chenghao. He is ill. Let's find a doctor to treat him."
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in confusion and hesitated for a moment, fearing that they might accidentally hit a good person and discourage him.
Zeng Cheng, who rolled off the car and fell to the ground, was smiling foolishly, and naturally could not stand up and say a word.
The women from the Seven Sisters Hall looked at each other and were about to get out of the car to take Zeng Cheng away, but were stopped by Russell.
"stop!"
"You are all talking nonsense. He is clearly not ill at all. Why does he need to see a doctor?"
Russell's words caused laughter from everyone around him. Those present were all neighbors, so they naturally knew Zeng Cheng.
That he is not sick
What you said is even more exaggerated than telling lies with open eyes. Your heart is simply blind!
Russell ignored him and took two steps forward. He put one hand on Zeng Cheng's head. His magic power surged quietly. A faint blood light continued to flow out of Zeng Cheng's body and gathered in the palm of his hand.
The blood curse harmed three generations, making him stupid and stupid for twenty years and begging for twenty years. Not only had he paid off the debt long ago, but it even gave rise to sin.
It's too much!
"Worship the statue of the City God. The new City God will bless you!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Zeng Cheng kowtowed to the statue of the City God at the door of the store, and kept kowtowed. After a while, he stood up.
Then he looked around in confusion, "Where am I?"
"Speak, speak!"
"Oh my goodness! That's so clear!"
"How is that possible? He's been a fool for twenty years!"
Seeing Zeng Cheng like this, everyone around him rubbed their eyes in disbelief and opened their mouths wide.
Smart people have already knelt down in front of the City God statue, praying constantly, "Give me a wife, give me a house, give me tens of millions."
Russell: …
"Is Zeng Cheng a fool?"
He looked at the people from the Seven Sisters Hall with a half-smile. The women from the Seven Sisters Hall looked at each other, then turned around and got into the car, running away amid the boos of the crowd.
What they didn't notice was that there were little red lights flashing behind their heads. That was Zeng Cheng's three-life blood curse.
Don’t they claim that they can cure brain diseases
Didn’t you say you wanted to save Zeng Cheng
Okay, I'll give you this chance now, let you save Zeng Cheng, and I'll transfer the disease to you, is that not too much
You're welcome, I'm a nice guy.
ps: Four thousand two hundred words today. Something happened at home, alas.